Page 72 of Falling for Fury

“We have all day, Addy baby, I plan to take my time with you.” He slides a second finger in, and I reach my hand to his length, hard against my stomach, and I stroke him slowly and firmly. His body jolts as he hisses a breath in my ear.

“Two can play that game, Romeo.” He doesn’t waste a second as he shuffles down my body, his tongue firmly sweeping up the middle of my entrance, landing on my clit as he suctions, his fingers still working their magic. My spine arches off the bed. “Ahh... Noah.”

“Let me be clear, shortcake. If your game is to tease and edge, there is one winner, and it’ll be me.” His smile is arrogant as he dives back in. His tongue works me into a frizzled taut state, my back arched so high off the bed, the sheets scrunched in my fists. “Noahhh!” The intensity builds, spots in my vision, or perhaps they are the same stars from last time. The tingles in my spine work their way lower as his fingers pick up their pace, not coming up for air. “Fuck, I—” He withdraws his fingers and moves his delicious mouth to the inside of my thigh, the loss of contact at where I need him jarring as I grunt and sit up on my elbows.

“Point proven, you win… oh, God…” I fall back and cover my face as my body continues to writhe below him, searching for the lost friction. So close.

“Ask nicely, Little Demon.” If I wasn’t about to have an earth shattering orgasm from this man, my stubbornness would tell him to go to hell.

“Noah, I need… please make me come.”

His fingers begin their work again, their pace building as his mouth finds me, working me to my peak as his fingers slow and his lips trail back up my stomach. I open my eyes to find him staring at me. “Wha…” I try to swallow, the pleasure clouding my vision and my brain. I lose my train of thought as his fingers go deeper, curling around, hitting the spot, this thumb massaging my bundle of nerves, and it sends the sparks of pleasure over my body as the release builds instantly. His lips find mine, our tongues dancing desperately, and he pulls away just as the orgasm crashes into me. It goes, each wave lingering as his fingers slow and he kisses down my neck.

“You’re so fucking pretty when you come.” Oh my. He hovers above me, his hardness sliding at my entrance as he braces my head, brushing hair out of my face. “And you’re exquisite when you moan my name.” He slides home, his words rapidly rebuilding my spiral of desire. He wastes no time, when fully seated he picks up the pace, one hand gently grips my neck the other firmly at my waist for momentum as his movements quicken, rotating his hips just so, hitting the spot that sends me into a descent of euphoria.

“Noah, oh my god….”

He curses, his pace quickening, and I can’t take it. The pleasure builds again. “You feel so good, Addy. You better come quick. I can’t hold it much longer.”

“Fuck.” I almost scream as he slams into me. He brings his body down to mine, linking his hands under my arms and gripping my shoulders as his pace makes me lose my breath. “Noah, yesss… I love you!” I scream as the orgasm hits me again, harder than the last, black spots across my vision, and I grip his shoulders, nails digging as he continues his pace through each wave. He grunts and a few more jerks before he slams hard and falls against my chest.

“Fuck. Addison.” He raises his head to meet my eyes, his face a perfectly sated softness, a vulnerability that makes my heart swell and my grip on him tighten. “I love you, too,” he whispers as he places a lingering kiss on my lips. I moan into him and tighten my legs around his waist. Still inside me, he rotates his hips slightly.

“Oh my god.”

“What?! Did that, oh, did I hurt you?” His expression is concerned.

“No…” I try to catch my breath as I caress his sharp jawline with my fingers. “You moved… I… God. Just don’t move.” A breathy moan leaves my lips, and his expression changes as I feel him almost completely harden again inside me.

“Ready for round two already, shortcake?”

“I don’t think I’d ever not be ready. With that magic mouth of yours.”

“You like the talents of my tongue, do you?” He uses said magic as he delicately kisses my neck.

“Not just its talents. Your words. I think… I think you could finish me with them alone. My own personal Romeo.”

“I can be your Romeo. I can be whatever you want me to be, Addy. As long as I’m yours.” Those deep chocolate eyes are full of love.

“You are.” I kiss him gently.

“And you’re mine, Addison.” My legs tighten even further as I comb my fingers through his hair again.

“Yes,” I whisper as I pull him in for another deep kiss.

We become another tangle of limbs and breathy moans, before Noah has me writhing and coming undone under him, and above him again, and again.

Noah

The sunlight streams in through the partially closed curtains as I squint my eyes open. My body relaxed, my eyes sore from the lack of sleep, as I roll into a stretch. Addison lays naked next to me, sprawled out on her stomach in a tangle amongst the sheets, her pale skin soft and smooth. I can’t help myself. I roll closer, tucking an arm under her to drag her against me. Her back to my chest as I curl around her, she fits perfectly against me like this.

Mine.

I place gentle kisses across her shoulder, her quiet breaths deepening into a sigh, her lashes fluttering as she wakes up. She lets out a little sleepy moan, and it’s the most adorable sound I’ve ever heard. Also, a huge turn on.

“Good morning, gorgeous,” I say between the peppered kisses across her smooth skin.

“Morning.” She stretches and turns to face me, her smile soft. She looks good this way. Cheeks lightly blushed from sleep and a contented smile across her face. So at odds with the version of Addy I first met, and damn if it doesn’t tug on my heart strings knowing I put that smile on her face.

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